I dont really have anything to bitch about but this is really the only appropriate place for what I have to say.
Okay... Let's create a "hypothetical" scenario.
You have your handful of friends. Known 'em since you were 14. They all say that you're they're brother and shit and that the bond that the 4 of you share wont ever be broken.
Skip ahead 4 trying years...
Half of you are 18 now. The others are soon to be also. Everyone's growing up... On the outside. Except for you. You've always been the mature one. You've always been the one that everyone came to for advice and other non-chalant worries. Yet now, things seemed to have died. Like the bond has been broken by multiple, tragic missunderstandings. A few of the big ones, soley the fault of a scandelous cunt, undeserving of even a last breath before her soul has to leave for the Astral Realms. Everyone has become so obssessed with what is right in front of they're faces... Yet they cant see through it. That's what your money buys, Empty Artificial Lies...
Control is what I was never able to teach my brothers. Now they've become infatuated with these things that are only blocking away their spiritual potential... A few wont even believe anymore... He claims that religion is fiction and that science is the closest thing to "religion". So what my problem really is... It feels like I've failed in teaching them how to endulge, but not be endulged. That will probably only make sense to another user but I'm sure there's some on here. We're everywhere.
With Peace, Suffering and Terror,
Zekeu, The Underdog